A dream... I'm seeng a dream. The dream I see every day... The endless dream... The red snow... The world stained in red. The small, crying child was blocking the red sky. I wanted to wipe away his tears, at least. But the hands wouldn't move, and the tears strailing down the cheeks soaked into the snow, and... ...all I could do was watch. it was so painful... and so sad... it's all right. So, don't cry. "it's a promise." I wonder whose words those were. The dream starts to fade away to a different color. Yep, it's a promise.
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